Well,
You might not believe me, but that night we all went to a party at a hotel in Vegas where a whole bunch of people where having fun. I was a little tipsy and did kind of a "spread eagle" thing on one of the beds, as soon as I walked in. I really can't tell you who fucked me that night, I just closed my eyes and let it happen. My pervert hubby was fingering little Sally somewhere in the other room so he didn't pay attention either, but he said he saw several different black guys on top of me when he'd walk by once in a while. I can't tell you who fucked me that night and if was Lexington among them, I just remember I had a sore puss & ass the next day.
Shit, out of the 2800 guys I fucked in the past 10 years I barely remember anyone...